Is This Your Card
Was sitting thinking
how would i describe a thought
and then
another though took the race
From a semi ethereal place
emerging from the greys and black
that make it up
Shaped by senses
that have never visited
the land
balance the Universe
upon a single strand
Watching one thought
eviscerate the next
or just my mind
playing tricks
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